| When nothing could be done
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| To salvage what was lost
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| The chosen one
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| A victim of passion
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| He feels the hate rise up
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| A war that can’t be won
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| The mourning son
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| Survives through disaster
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| The soul that suffered
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| All that’s left behind
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| Is a memory that fades
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| Like a rope around your neck
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| Binds you to a resting place
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| And the price that I have paid
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| When I watched you pass away
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| Is the everlasting pain
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| And a memory that fades away
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| When all he had was gone
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| A place we once belonged
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| The chosen one finds an existence
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| Second coming life
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| Daylight pushes on
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| The mourning son
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| No longer a victim
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| All that’s left behind
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| Is a memory that fades
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| Like a rope around your neck
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| Binds you to a resting place
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| And the price that I have paid
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| When I watched you pass away
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| Is the everlasting pain
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| And a memory that fades away
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| The soul that suffered sleeps tonight
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| In the ashes of his demons
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| Demons
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| Daylight holds no salvation
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| From this labyrinth of desolation
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| The fiery hells in his mind
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| Will burn to the ground in time
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| All that’s left behind
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| Is a memory that fades
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| Like a rope around your neck
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| Binds you to a resting place
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| And the price that I have paid
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| When I watched you pass away
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| Is the everlasting pain
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| And a memory that fades away |